#this was going to be a very lazy sketch but then i was like oh lets add just a little bit of color

[skenpiel]

@eebie DANCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the dance is from this video ♪(^∇^*)

[abdlstuck]

he’s way too fucking cool for this!!

[arolesbianism]

Ok yeah I’m a little obsessed with them

[twistyfish]

prompt~ non-mc reader feeling sad because she feels she lacks the relationship mc has with the lads. requested by anon!

Zayne

Her long, straight brown hair fell in front of her face, and she tucked it behind her ear with slender fingers. Her laughter filled your ears like sticky molasses, and you couldn’t wash it out no matter how hard you tried.

In front of her kneeled Zayne, wiping a cut on her knee with a wet tissue and bandaging it, kissing it gently. You watched as he chided her for being careless and getting hurt.

You wished he would scold you like that.

They stood up and walked away, his arm subtly resting around her waist to support her.

She rested her head against his shoulder. She was so brave. She got injured often because of her profession.

You were an accountant. Your last injury was a paper cut.

The wind blew her hair into Zayne’s face, and you watched him brush it away and arrange it neatly on her shoulders with a smile.

They walked away into the distance, and all you could do was watch.

Sylus

“Can you get my back?” Sylus asked, holding out the bottle of sunscreen to MC.

She nodded and began working the cream into his back, massaging his shoulder blades as she went.

Sylus smiled as she used her strength to massage him. “Nice arm, kitten.”

You sat next to your sandcastle, patting the wet globs of sand together into rough turrets. It was coming together, sort of.

Sylus crouched down next to you. “How’s the castle coming along?”

“It’s getting there.”

“Do you want to come surf with us?”

You hesitated. Truthfully, you weren’t very adventurous. You were a little nervous to ride the waves.

“Come on, it’ll be fun!” MC smiled at you, her surfboard held under her muscular arm.

“Um, no, I’m okay,” you responded shyly.

“Alright. Have fun building, then.” She waved at you and they both turned, running into the waves. MC squealed as the cool water hit her legs, and Sylus laughed his deep, rich laugh. He splashed her, grinning as she made various high pitched noises in response.

You sat with your sandcastle, smoothing the sides with no zeal at all. Your focus was gone. All you could think about were her hands on his back, his grin as he splashed her, their shared laughter as they ran into the water.

Your thoughts were interrupted by Sylus shouting. “Hey! Come in, it’s nice and cool.”

You shook your head.

Rafayel

“Wow, your drawings are ass,” Rafayel remarked.

“Shut up, loser.”

“Look at __’s drawing. It has such a nice composition.”

You felt pride swell in your chest at his compliment. “Thanks, Raf.”

“Of course, cutie. I’m just telling it as it is. Ms. Bodyguard could learn a thing or two from you.”

“I don’t understand how you can get everything so proportional,” MC grumbled.

“Here, let me show you.” He stood up and positioned himself behind her, taking her hand with the pencil in it and mapping out rough lines.

“Just make the general shapes first,” he murmured, hand guiding hers across the paper.

You looked away, trying to focus on your own drawing. You could hear him softly instructing her, and you sort of wished you were a beginner too in that moment.

You mindlessly sketched, and you ended up with a lazy looking cat.

“Oh, is it sad?” Rafayel asked peering over your shoulder.

“No, it’s sleepy.”

“Sleepy all the time, just like you,” he said playfully to MC, elbowing her.

“I’m not sleepy all the time! You’re thinking of Xavier,” she argued back. They continued to bicker as you watched.

Maybe it was a little sad.

Xavier

You rang the bell out of politeness despite knowing Xavier’s door code. You had made some banana muffins, and you wanted him to try them. When there was no answer, you figured you would just go inside and drop them off in the kitchen.

You entered the door code and walked inside quietly. As you passed through the living room, you had to stifle a gasp. Xavier and MC were laying together on the couch, under the blanket.

You immediately looked away, setting the muffins on the counter and moving to tiptoe out of the room. Unfortunately, the rustling woke them up.

“__? Is that you?” Came Xavier’s groggy voice.

“No- yes! Um, I just came in to drop off some muffins. I’m leaving, don’t worry!”

Xavier sat up, the blanket falling off his shoulders and pooling around his bare chest.

Your eyes widened and you turned around.

“Hey, __. Where are you going?” MC was off the couch (wearing clothes, thankfully) walking towards you.

“Yeah, sorry about that. We just got back from training and crashed. We were both exhausted,” Xavier said.

Oh. They were sleeping.

“Sorry for waking you guys.”

“Don’t worry about it. Want to nap with us?”

You paused. “I’m good, don’t worry. I’ll just be going now.” With that, you awkwardly put your shoes back on and left the house. The image of them snuggling under the blanket was cemented to your brain.

That night, you slept hugging a pillow.

[bogleech]

Many parasites takeover the minds and bodies of insects, spiders or other creatures, making them like zombies. You’ve listed some in spider-ween and other places. Do you know any parasites that take over bees? I know wasps lay their eggs in their larva, but haven’t really found anything about those that pilot a bee’s body.

Strepsipterans! Also frequently just called "Stylops"

These are the weirdest most alien insect group in existence. What you're seeing are the head ends of the mature females; their bodies are just bags of tissue that absorb nutrients from the host, so they no longer have any trace of limbs or wings and their flat little heads no longer have mouths or eyes.

The only reason the female's heads stick out of the host at all is because the head evolved into the end they mate with. The short-lived mature male is a very tiny flying thing (whose anatomy is unlike any other insect alive today - a totally unique type of wing, unique eye arrangement, we have NO idea what these evolved from, except for some loose connections to beetles!) who mates by breaking through the female's featureless armored face with his bladed genitalia and then he dies. And Strepsiptera can be found infecting all sorts of arthropods, even apparently some arachnids, but none of those arthropods really tend to sit still when a little tiny flying man tries to land on them, so the females usually do something to their hosts (we aren't sure what exactly) to make them slower and more complacent. Social Hymenoptera like bees are especially common hosts though, and when a worker bee or wasp is infected by stylops, she actually abandons her colony and her duties for extended periods of time to just perch in one place while the parasite broadcasts its mating pheromones. This is especially eerie from the bee's perspective; a worker bee is a female bee that wasn't allowed to become a queen and isn't "supposed" to be going around mating, but now she's sitting around waiting for a male just like any other bug that wants to be a mom. It's just not a male of her species and she's not the one who gets to reproduce. Is the parasite tapping into buried queen behavior? Does the bee's little brain think it's calling for a drone to help it start a new hive? Or does the parasite just make the bee a lazy slob who stops caring about her hive and just feels like chilling out on a flower all day? We might never know.

Here are those unique eyes of the male for anyone wondering. Not set in a fine multifaceted grid like in other insects, but clustered, still set in their own individual "sockets" like we see in much more ancient arthropods like trilobites! This suggests that Strepsipteran eyes date back to when insects were first beginning to evolve towards true compound eyes, but there still aren't many insects in the fossil record that have anything else in common with these animals. EDIT: oh yeah I forgot to include that these are in the children's book made by @revretch and I!

I did the rough pencil sketch of this page while Rev did the beautiful inks! I felt kids should know about these animals but I tried to explain it in the most kid-friendly way possible.

[hoodieseasoned]

empires smp lizzie & joel

I'm too lazy to write something new about this so I'll just copy here what i said in my insta caption:

I'm very sane and normal about empires lizzie & joel (she's holding him like a goddamn guitar but ignore that pls i wasnt going for accuracy)

when i was younger i used to watch lizzie's crazycraft series but i didn't know much english back then so the only things that really stuck to me from that series were her pink castle and her "annoying boyfriend" (idk if they were an item yet back then i just rmbr not liking him very much lol),,, now years later i watch soooo many smallishbeans videos and then think "hm, this ldshadowlady person gives me strong nostalgia for some reason"

well wouldn't you know it

I've been watching the annoying boyfriend (now husband) all along

how deceiving

in other news I've been re-watching the crazycraft series bc oh my god the nostalgia

here's some progress pictures too

i have another empires art in the works rn but i am severely procrastinating on the coloring stage bc the lineart already took me two hours (about four if you count that i sketched it first in pencil and then redrew over that in digital) SO idk when I'll show you that one (it also has lizzie and joel in it and also! jimmy)

oh wait i have a jimmy art too

here you go

[writingoddess1125]

Random Headcanon!

Buggy Paints on his S/O

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• Buggy seems like a fairly artistic person. Naturally due to his interest in performing arts and him having an infinity of doing his own makeup

• This translating to him being a fairly skilled tradional artist as well- Mainly painting. It was something he did if he had spare time and often sold under a Alias to different art vendors or collectors.

• As his S/O however you were both his greatest model and his muse. Him often sketching you to get ideas

• or using the excuse of nude sketches to get you undressed ;3

• He never spoke about this Hobbie to anyone accept you.

• Sometimes Buggy would do light ink sketches on your arm or fingers if you asked or was bored enough. Nothing large or with color

• Till one hot summer day

• It had been by accident really, a lazy day on the ship due to the sudden heat wave that fell over everyone. Buggy had given the crew a day to themselves since it was too dangerous to sail and possibly give people heat strokes.

• So he was in his cabin. Shirt off, in shorts and his hair in a messy bun ontop of his head as he tried to do some basic gestures. You laying on the bed shirtless and only in your favorite underwear trying to stay cool as you red.

• Buggy glanced back at you. He stares at your naked back for a moment watching you read and mindlessly doze off into your own world.

• You snap from your thoughts momentarily as you feel the bed dip. Glancing back you see Buggy staring at you as he ran his hand over your naked back.

• A shiver goes through you as you can't help but blush at his actions.

• "Bugs?" You ask calmly? Him only humming a response as he seemed to make up his mind.

• "Can I paint on your back? I have those skin safe paints" He asked, however already heading over to were he kept some clean brushes and said paints. You chuckling at this

• "Alright but don't make a mess" You hum as you settle into the bed once more

• Buggy returning with the paints as he saddled himself on you. Sitting very lightly on your ass and clearly making himself comforble.

• "Ah no funny business l" You say with a giggle as you feel him getting very comforble.

• "Of course~ I'm a gentleman afterall" He says. This making you both snort a laugh.

• He soon started, a chill going through your body at the cold paint hitting your skin but soothed by the almost ticklish touch of the brush strokes going down your body.

• You glance back only once to see Buggy in full consideration.

• Your book long forgotten as you laid there enjoying the slow and well thought out feeling of brush strokes on skin.

• It was incredibly relaxing for you.

• You didn't know even but eventually you dozed off and fell into a light sleep while Buggy was painting.

• He would gently shake you awake once he was finished and pepper a kiss on your cheek. "It's Done Doll, Wanna see?"

• You stretch and nod softly still trying to shake the sleep from you.

• He helps you up and uses two mirrors so you could see the finished work. Smiling brightly at the beautiful sunflower and butterfly painting that decorated your skin.

• "Oh Bugs its beautiful!" You gush, Smiling brightly at the sight. Half thinking this would be a fantastic tattoo idea!

• "I'm glad you like it my Muse~" He purred out and kissed your naked shoulder. A blush going across your cheeks as you rolled your eyes

• "Pervert, If I didn't know any better I'd say you used this as a way to get touchy~"

• "What if I say thats true?~" He said with a smirk. Rubbing his hands over your unpainted form.

• "Then I'd say you did a damn good job~" You purred out, Buggy Laughing at this as he scooped you up and tossed you back onto the bed. Earning laughs from both of you as he kissed you ravenously.

• The heat effecting both of you in a different way it seemed-

• The next morning you were pissed at the dried paint all over the bed sheets- Which you forced Buggy to clean.

[buboplague]

hello. i'm an art nerd and as such do art nerd things like study art. you are one of my favorite artists for your smooth and organic lines. is your style of line work something you've developed unintentionally over time or is it a matter of intention and technique? ive noticed you're able to do a lot with very little, which is something i strive for in my own art. happy late easter if you celebrated btw

oh this is an interesting question! I've never really stopped to think about this before.

I think it's a bit of both, but mostly unintentional and developed over time as a characteristic of the way I prefer to draw.

I draw quickly, erase minimally, like continuous lines, and enjoy the actual physical feeling of drawing messy, and I think that's helped me be more confident in my lines in general and contributes to how it looks. Being precise and accurate is usually not my goal, so it's ok if something is off (please never flip my sketches haha). I like the way drawing like this feels.

But there are also a lot of styles I love that use fluid lines, like ukiyoe art and artists inspired by those same styles, or others' quick gestural drawings. Seeing those inspire me to stay loose, or not care about accuracy, simplify things, etc, and folding these concepts it into my work is intentional, because it loops back into enjoying the way it's done. I don't really have much advice or technique for how to achieve this deliberately because I guess I'm not really sure myself LOL but based on how I approach things myself, these are tips to try (which it looks like you're doing some already!):

draw with pen on paper. If you mess up just go with it, or try again from the beginning. Don't get hung up on erasing and fixing things, just keep drawing

practice speed, with timed gesture drawing or other methods of practice you're comfortable with; try it without picking up the pen

turning stabilization off while drawing digitally for a more natural line (entirely subjective, but stabilization trips me up so bad and feels weird)

draw from life. It can be random objects around the house, or random photos, but draw things you normally wouldn't - train your hand to follow your eye, as this will help you see the way you use line, and is an easy way to practice what kinds of lines you want without getting hung up on idea generation, or if the character looks right, expectations, etc.

It's okay to be impatient and lazy sometimes LOL. Sometimes doing the bare minimum helps you to learn where you want to simplify or stylize things. "Good enough" is also a pretty useful catchphrase sometimes

I hope something in this post helps! And sorry if it doesn't, I'm not very good at articulating my own art or thought processes.

Thank you for your kind words and for enjoying my work. happy late easter!

[lxvsiick]

O U R

PART 12 | SUNGHO FIRST WIN!! (written)

A/N: guys it’s been so long since i’ve been on less than 5 hours of sleep and 2 hours of sleep is making me crash out 😵‍💫 ,, bouta pull a y/n and down 4 cups of coffee ,, might have to hibernate once i finish my classes today

୧⋆｡🕯. -ʚɞ

Taesan trudged down the hall, swinging a bag of Subway in his hands. Out of nowhere, Sungho had begged him to bring lunch, practically promising his firstborn in exchange for a burger and fries. He sighed, wondering why he always gave in so easily. At least he’d get to sit down after this, or so he hoped.

Pushing open the door to the art room, the smell of paint and ink immediately hit his nose. The room was well-lit, with tables scattered around, various projects in different stages of completion. His eyes quickly found Sungho, who was lounging at a nearby table with someone else.

Then he saw her.

The girl who had dropped a massive book on his head at the library. His heart skipped a beat as he hesitated in the doorway, the bag of food feeling heavier in his hands.

Sungho spotted him first, grinning wide. “Oh, you’re here! Thanks, man. Just set the food down for a sec.” He nodded toward the table in front of him, where she was seated, working on a sketch.

Trying to keep his cool, Taesan awkwardly stepped forward and placed the bag of food down. He couldn’t help but glance at her, who looked up and smiled politely. He wasn’t ready for that—his stomach did an unexpected flip.

“By the way,” Sungho said, gesturing between them, “you two should meet.” He gave a lazy shrug, leaving the introductions vague. “I’ll let you ask each other’s names. I’ll be in the office eating.” A teasing grin on his lips, he grabbed his bag of food and slipped out, leaving them alone.

For a moment, neither of them spoke. Taesan stood there, suddenly feeling very out of place in a room full of unfinished art and half-sketched projects. He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked up at her, trying to muster something to say.

“Uh… h-hey,” he managed, giving her a small, nervous smile. “I guess we haven’t officially met.”

She smiled back, just as awkwardly. “Yeah, I guess not. I’m Kim Y/n.”

“Oh, uh, I’m Han Taesan or Han Dongmin. B-but you can just call me Taesan.” he stammered, trying to keep his voice steady. “But you can call me yours” is what you really wanted to say, right? SHUT UP BRAIN! Why did his name suddenly feel weird in his mouth? He rubbed the back of his neck, glancing at the art project in front of her, desperate for something to focus on that wasn’t her face. If he focused on her face, he wasn't so sure he would remember anything else.

The silence that followed was heavy and awkward, stretching longer than it should have. Taesan shifted on his feet, his heart pounding, when she suddenly broke the silence.

“Hey, um…” she started, gesturing to a large book sitting on the table next to her. “I wanted to apologize again for, uh, dropping that massive art book on your head the other day.” Her tone was sincere, but there was a hint of a nervous smile tugging at her lips.

“Oh, that…” Taesan gave a nervous laugh. “Yeah, that’s okay. No permanent damage or anything.” He was trying to joke, but it came out stiffer than he intended. He mentally kicked himself for being so awkward.

She laughed softly, the tension breaking just a little. “Well, that’s good. I was afraid I might’ve knocked you out or something. That book weighs a ton.”

“Yeah, it did feel like getting hit by a brick,” he said, finally relaxing a bit. “But, you know, I’ve survived worse.”

They shared a brief smile, the awkwardness still lingering but not as intense now. He wasn’t sure if he should keep the conversation going or let it fizzle out, but Y/n seemed a little more at ease, which helped him breathe a bit easier.

“So uh… art major?” Taesan asked, gesturing to the work she was doing.

She nodded. “Yeah. What major are you?”

“I’m a music composition major.” Taesan answers, nervously fidgeting with his rings.

“Oh, that’s cool.” The beating of his heart was making Taesan dizzy. He still couldn’t believe Sungho knew her this whole time. Park Sungho, you bastard.

“S-so are you a junior like Sungho hyung?” Taesan rambled out. Placing her pencil down, Y/n shakes her head.

“No, I’m a sophomore.” Taesan widens his eyes. She was in the same year as him? 

“O-oh we’re the same year then.” Taesan says. “Wow, you’re a sophomore and you’re on the same level as Sungho hyung.” Y/n lets out a small, embarrassed laugh.

Just as the conversation was starting to feel a little less awkward, the door to the office swung open, and Sungho reemerged, wiping his hands on a napkin. “Alright, I’m good to go. You ready?”

Taesan turned to face him, caught off guard by how fast the time had passed. “Yeah, sure,” he replied, giving Y/n a quick glance.

“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow, Y/n,” Sungho said as he started to head toward the door. As he passed Taesan, he gave him a teasing smirk to which Taesan squinted at.

Taesan gave her a small wave. “Yeah, see you around,” he mumbled.

“Bye,” she said, smiling at them both as they made their way out.

As they left the art room, Taesan couldn’t help but feel the strange mixture of relief and regret. He’d survived the awkward encounter, but somehow, he wished it hadn’t ended so soon. Turning to Sungho, Taesan gives him a light punch on the arm.

“You knew her this whole time, hyung?” Taesan says, his eyes squinted at the older boy. Sungho shrugs with an innocent face.

“You never asked.”

୧⋆｡🕯. -ʚɞ

PART 11 | PART 13

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[missterious-figure]

How would Swamp Things AU Sun and Moon even drink? The long pointy bit on their face is their nose instead of mouth? They sniff up the blood like a weird straw instead? Poke a hole and then latch on with mouth? Ignore the pointy thing on their face all together? They have two mouths, one they talk through and the other just for drinking (Like Mork from Ork's finger drinking ability)?

Well, they can use both... but I'm not even going to try and explain how it works. Magic, I guess.

Have some lazy-ass sketches for the different ways they like to feed. Moon will give us two demonstrations. I'll explain each one in order below.

CW: Suggestive

Blood

The first example is the stab and slurp. They use this if they need a quick meal or just want to get it over with.

Example number two is a casual bite. The boys will use this technique if they only need a little bit of blood, or they don't want to harm the victim. (Or they want to make as slow and agonizingly long as possible).

Wait... what's- OH- uh... there was only supposed to be two- er... The very last one is... um... I guess Moon was feeling a bit spicy...

[caramelcandycookietwt]

Butter Roll Cookie !! :DD It meant to be simple lazy rough sketch buuuttt..I guess I just zoned out-

Bonus !! Some story (whole fricking fic,,) I made for fun!!! :333

Chars:Caramel Candy Cookie (oc),Affogato Cookie,Butter Roll Cookie,Researcher Cookie (idk which one,,Ig you can pick yourself)

Warnings:Probably bad english (not my native language),long ass text

Notes:Yep,Affo is siren in my AU :D

Footsteps sounded in the very depths of the Laboratorium..Caramel Candy Cookie was walking around it,analyzing everything she sees.What she paid most attention to was the life powder.

"M-miss Caramel Candy Cookie!" - Called her out one of the researchers.

"...!" - She turned to them with a crack and creepy smile.

"..." - They gulps.

Caramel Candy tries to appear less creepy,making her smile more friendly. - "Oh,hello! Did something happened~?"

"N-no,miss Caramel Candy Co-" - The researcher was about to finish their sentence but Candy stopped them.

"Just Caramel Candy,please.Soo..how's research going?" - It was barely noticeable,but Caramel was kind of..pissed off someone add 'Cookie' to her name.

"Great! W-we're already on the 664 step-"

"Puurfect~!" - She suddenly leaned closer to them,grinning teethy again. - "You know,father doesn't like when someone makes him wait for TOOO long~.Finish the research as fast as you can or there will be some..consequences.It's a little warning from me and father,got me~?"

The researcher quickly nodded,sweating heavily.

"Good cookie~" - Candy simply pulled away and patted their head cutely.

"Hmm? Is there someone hereee?" - The voice made Candy's ears perk up as she turned around.

"Ah! I see! You're Caramel Candy,aren't you? Licorice told me much about you!" - He looked curiously at her,but then stopped when he noticed that she stares at him. - "What's wrong,my friend..?"

". . ." - She just continues to stare,seeming to have flashbacks or something.

"Hmm.." - Butter Roll shifts his gaze to the researcher. - "Hey,you! Join the others! Teamwork is the key to success,remember?"

"Y-yes,Director Butter Roll Cookie!" - The researcher cookie left,well..they still didn't want to stay in the same room with this girl.

In that time,Affogato Cookie was wardening around the lab as well,both because of his own curiosity and the fact that it was so amusing to watch those researchers' faces when they fail again.Soon enough,he found them both and immediately payed attention to Caramel Candy and her face..

"Cara..? What that delusional girl doing here,in the place that should reminder her of her past life?? Ugh..Alright,wait here sweetie,your "hot siren twink older brother" (p.s. sorry,It was my life goal to write this,,) is coming to save you.." - He thought as he shaked his head.

"..Hmmm..." - Butter Roll snapped his fingers right in front of Candy's face to 'wake her up',yet there were no use. - "I-" - He notices Affogato. - "Oh,another CoD..! Hmmm..let me guess,you're-"

"Affogato Cookie.Yes." - He simply answered as he come closer to Candy.

"Sooo..do you know what's wrong with her?" - Roll asked with more curiosity in his tone than worry.

"Ah,don't worry,she just..zoned out." - He looked at Candy,making a worried face for a moment. - "..I guess I just take her and leave." - Affo started to drag Candy comedically towards the exit.

"Hmm,so fast already? Prehaps,you could help with the res-"

"No.I prefer not to participate in something so..dirty." - Then,he simply left.

"..Haha! Alright then,I understand! Researching things is not for everyone after all.." - Butter Roll Cookie said,as he came back to the research.

After awhile,when Affogato with Caramel Candy exited Laboratorium,Candy finally 'woke up' and pulled away from Affo.And..accidentally fell on the ground.

"..?" - He turned around in slight surprise when he felt her move.But,when she fell,he couldn't help himself but chuckle slighty..

"Ugh.." - She scratched her head softly,stood up and cleaned her 'dress-coat'. - "Soooo..I did zone out again?"

"..In short..yes."

She blinked twice,slightly embarrassed. - "..Oh." - She then quickly changed her mood back to cocky one. - "You know what..whatever.I'm sure it isn't change any impressions about me~! Hehe.." - Yet,she seems to be still slightly nervous due to her past memories and Butter Roll himself..

"..." - Affogato immediately noticed this,but decided not to tell her about it because he knows there no use to make this stubborn girl open up. - "..Alrighty,if you're already awake..I guess we can simply teleport into our room now.There's no need to waste energy after all.."

"Hmm..you're right..can I get some sweets of yours after~?!" - She started to act more childish as she leaned closer to him with sparkly eyes.

"Haha..yes.Yes you are." - He smirked at her childish behavior,even knowing that most of it all is fake..

P.s. Affogato Cookie the Sillie's protector /hj

[4ever-in-night]

Wow! 11 followers! This is going better than I expected! (also is tHAT A COUNT ELLEVEN RE—💥💥💥)

Anyways, I’ve come to post more art teehee. The rest of illustrations I did for the actual Jashtober :]

- Day 1. Single.

(this is one was made on a mini sketch book that’s about the size of my phone while I was on a car. I didn’t like it much, since I feel like this doesn’t look like CJ at all, but Mr. Jash did like it… which surprised me a lot.)

- Day 2. Astral.

(This one was made in a rush. I was running out of time since I had procrastinated all day long, so I threw together whatever came to my head first. Don’t like it much as well.)

- Day 6. Forest.

(This is. By far. The best drawing I’ve made for Jashtober. I loved how it turned out and, even if setting it on fire was a risky move, the photos/video I took of it came out awesome! Post-burning, he [somehow] got a hole in his head?? Which kinda bummed me, but still. Easily one of the best art I’ve done.)

- Days 8+9. Tidal+Crusin’

(Not much commentary on this one since it was kind of made on the spot. I liked it a lot too, but it’s not on the top three lmao. Mr Jash also liked this one :])

- Day 10. Apathy.

(I sketched this one on my mom’s work. Technically speaking, this piece can be considered as vent art since it was made in a time in which I was under a LOT of stress.)

Day 14. Reflection.

(Insert an Abnormality Dancin’ Girl reference here. Not much to say apart from that. Oh and Mr Jash liked it too.)

Day(s) 16 + 23. Hindsight + Flames.

(This one went wrong in all the bad ways. I was supposed to burn paper under the art, but it all went to hell once a particularly bigger piece of paper transferred its flames to the art. However, this turned out SICK. And Mr Jash liked this one too teehee.)

- Day 19. Savages.

(Silly, lazy art, referencing the original music video by That Handsome Devil. I recorded a Timelapse of this one! Should I post it over here?)

And, finally

Day 20. Crowned.

(Insert an Above and Beyond [by RIProducer] reference here. Latest piece, literally finished while I’m on a small vacation with my family. They all liked it very much! Hope you do too :} )

[elviraaxen]

ive really been loving the pacing of your story and i enjoy the concept and the bits that have been released about the plot! youre doing really well, and i admire it greatly!!

ive been having trouble figuring out an overall plot in my own work, i just have character ideas and the vaguest idea for a storyline. i try to just write but then i usually end up taking a break (re: dumping it) because i don't have anymore ideas for how to complete the plot. i've laso been curious about how you go about writing for a comic (do you write then do thumbnails? do thumbnails then go back to figure out dialogue? a third thing?) so i was wondering if you had any advice or resource tips for writing? both for comics and for overarching plots, if that's okay

if you don't have any ideas tho, no worries. i was just curious. good luck with Felt World! i love everything that's coming out so far, thank you for gifting us it!!

Oh thank you so much!! I can't say I'm a comic book artist at heart because I really don't have much experience, I was only an illustrator for a short while and never wrote anything myself, but learning from past mistakes (i.e. I don't stick to plans), I've so far done this and it seems to work:

I'm one of those that don't like to plan strict layouts for the entire thing, because chances are I will not stick to it, so what I've done for felt world is just write a sketch for the overarching plot, the b-plot and c-plot, with rough estimates in what order I want the major plot points and settings to be. My current sketch looks like this;

(which is done in Miro) and as you can see there aren't that many plot points, because I want to have the wiggle room to come up with something on the spot. And also, my comic focuses a lot on interpersonal relationships, character development, and themes rather than the plot, which means it needs to be concise or else the comic is gonna take 6 million years to finish.

And now,, I think this might just be how I work, but I think it's easier to be creative when you have strict restrictions rather than all the choices in the world.

for me, personally, I restrict an update of 10 pages tops, because instagram only allows max 10 images per post! This means I have to 1) fit all I want to say in 10 pages, 2) it has to be concise or else I infodump on readers, and 3) I have to answer some sort of question within the update, or else I said nothing and I start over.

As for scripts, I tend to write one or two sentences of what's going to happen for the update, and then I get to thumb-nailing and sketching right away! I come up with most of the dialogue on the spot too.

And also, I think what's most important, is that you take your damn time! If you aren't immersing yourself in your own world, how do you expect your readers to do the same?

I'm very much a believer that the stories you are telling are something that comes to you naturally if you just sit with it and listen rather than demand that it makes itself known to you. When I brainstorm for felt world I quite literally sit in my bed and go "omg!! And then what? :0" TO MYSELF LMAO as if I'm not making everything up myself! I think that's extremely important that your story is engaging to you first and foremost!

And as for more practical tips

carry a notebook with you or use your notes app AS SOON as you get ideas to write them down! No you will not remember, lol.

set rules of what you're not allowed to do with your story so that you don't fall into lazy trope territory! You can do that when you brain storm, but finesse the story post brainstorm to just make it.. smarter.. if that makes sens For example, don't kill your gay characters, don't make sensitive men the butt of the joke, don't make your women fight over men (unless it's the point), etc.

set physical restrictions! For example, max amount of pages per upload, max amount of pages for the whole story, max amount of characters, etc.! That literally forces you to problem solve, which by definition is creativity! Like, oh you can't do this the obvious way? Do it the creative way! That's way more fun!

I could probably go on, but this is too long already! But I hope it at least helped somewhat!

[nut4shuri]

Mkay very random but like college setting where Reader meets her new dorm mate the Princess of Wakanda herself. And starts to fall for her but tries to hide it very horribly because Shuri found out within a week but kept teasing and pushing the reader to see how far she would go, leading to a night of smoking(If ur comfortable with that), shotgunning and the readers loud moaning. Just the dirtiest shit you could ever write 🤌

DORMMATES

(18+)

shuri x You/Reader

Warnings : Smut Smut Smut Dirty Shit Nasty Shit Unholy Shit,Provocative Language,Slight Cringe (some errors most likely because im to lazy to proofread)⚠️

THANKS FOR REQUESTING BAEEESSSS!!💓

I love yall.

~

Smiling lightly you pulled your luggage behind you as you grabbed your ticket from the hands of the perosn behind the desk.

"Room 234"she spoke suddenly and looked up from her computer and smiled at you.

You began to drag your luggage behind you as the lady behind the desk yelped.

"oh and you have a doormate. I know you requested a single but they all where taken up,sorry."

Your smile admittedly dropped,your wasn't no bougie bitch but you knew you needed your privacy,you couldn't do roommates you couldn't even share a room with your siblings let alone a random starnger.

You thought as you pulled your luggage alone up the stairs, and sighed as you walked down the hall.

Just fuck it and go home.

You dont need collage.

232,233,.."234." You said and huffed.

Turning the nob slowly you opened the door up to an empty,clean and quiet dorm.

Their sat boxes on the bed,and electronic like gadgets on the opposite desk from yours. Posters of neatly sketched out figures where on the wall also, and the shower was running.

You didn't know whether to leave or not so you just sat your bags down and began to unpack.

Not accomplishing the whole "unpack" thing you just gave in and flopped on your bed.

Till you heard a ding ans turned over searching for the sound,it was coming from a bracelet laying on your roommates dresser.

It glowed up a little before a voice sounded out.

"Princess shuri you are requested at the palace immediately." The voice sounded out.

You where taken aback at first.

"Am i tripping,maybe its the weed.." You sat and took a step back you didnt even hear the bathroom door open as you bumped into something.

You jumped then turned and their stood the Queen/Princess Of Wakanda herself,THEE black panther stood in your door room in only a towel.

You held your breath for second,and just smiled.

Her wet & curly hair dripped and draped over her face,her skin glowed as water dripped from her body she smirked at you.

"12 seconds in.You checking me out ma?"she said and you didnt know what to say.

"No..." You said as your breath rushed you stepped back and rushed out the dorm.

~

Its been 2 days since you've been doormates with Shiri and you had got to know her allot. Its very hard because she's so fine,you love everything about her especially her demeanor,the way she carried herself even the way she talked.

She was sweet,and nice,and had a way with words. She always had a way of teasing you without and you didn't even notice her smile each time,and even though you didnt know she knew you liked her,or felt some kind of way,but she kept teasing you ever chance she got. She loved the way you lit up and the way your body heated up against her.

She would grab your waist from behind and whisper in your ear just to tempt you. When yall studied together she would lightly tap your upper thigh when you got an answer incorrect just because she liked the way you where so reactive towards her.

Would bite her lips while looking at you,just to let you know she was checking you out.

She wanted you in every way possible and you didn't know.

~

"Look Dray,i don't want this anymore im tired ok. Im tired of you and your lies and your cheating and hiding.. I don't want it anymore"

"Look Y/N baby i know you don't mean that girl" he said grabbing your waist slightly pulling me you in.

You pushed back as he grabbed you more gripping your ass and agressively kissing you.

Breaking free you smacked him harshly which caused him to stare at you with wide eyes.

"Look y/n baby im sorry i-"

He started to apologize but you just walked away.

~

"Hey shuri-"you spoke entering your dorm room a couple hours later as you eyed the girl sitting beside shuri on her bed.

"Hey."she spoke driley,as she groped at the girl's chests and the girl planted kisses on her neck.

The rest of that night shuri was really rude,she had an aggressive toan when speaking to you and even sat and made out with the girl in front of you.

"Uhm shuri did you get the homework for cal-"

"find that shit on your own."she spoke nonchalantly.

After the girl left shuri tried to talk to you but you continued to ignore her.

In the middle of the night you got up and took a long shower,after getting out you pulled a big white shirt and some small black shots on wrapping your damp haur in a smalled white towel.

"I need to smoke" you said as you whipped your hands over your face.

Walked outside the room you looked over at shuirs sleeping body and sighed.

Walking over to your draw you grabbed your rillows and your small black pouch within your bag,taking it and tossing it to your bed as you walked to your door to insure it was closed,lighting an candle and placing it by the door hesitantly.

As you where rolling up you listened to shuris faint groans in her sleep,making you look over at her as her eyes began to flutter open.

You continued to lap at the blunt in your hands tucking it tight and grabbing at your hellow kitty lighter on your dresser.

She just layed their looking at your for a moment,her big btown eyes staring you up and down watching you like a hawk making you heat up inside.

"Y/N.." She began to speak as you placed the blunt to your mouth.

Inhaling slowly an pulling it back.

"Im sorry about earlier...."she slurred out completely.

You took a minute,then repsonded.

"Its alright its not like you owe me any loyalty anway,your not my girlfriend."

"But i want you to be.."

You stopped inflhllaing before turning over to look at her.

"What?"

"Let me see that" She said standing up her musle shirt tight to her chest and her curls ran crazy over hear head,her hair was more fuller and longer and she had a tatto on her upper arm.

You eyed her as she stood standing over you her hand moving to your chin pulling you in.

"I dont ever wanna see you with that dumb ass nigga again. Do you hear me?" You knew what she was referring to.

"Yes.."

"Yes what?"

"Yes Shuri."

She let out a hmm and smiled at you lightly.

"Who was that girl.." You said turning your head to the side.

"Some girl,agreed to be my study partner the finals. But its clear she just wanted this strap" she replied cheesly.

Making you cringe and roll your eyes.

Shuri has a big ass ego i could tell you that. But boy was she right.

She showed you the strap,teasing you with it,poking you all over your body. Sometimes she would purposely leave it out so you could see.

It was really hard for you to contain yourseld.

"y/n..ive been watching you.."

"Really?"

"Yeah..ever since ive met you."

"yeah.."you added on watching her pull the blunt to your mouth letting you inhale.

"i know you want it just say it baby.."she said whispering in your ear.

your cheeks flashed red as hell as you palmed your knees in your hands

"shuri-"

Placing the blunt down she stood up walking over to her drawn pushing it aside to reveal a button behind it.

You bit your lip in curiosity as she looked back and smiled pushing the button.

The bed mad a creek like latching sound and began to hover to the side a bit and Shuri walked back to the side where it was visible to you.

Pulling out a draw hidden underneath the bed she smiled at your reaction.

"Shuri whats in it.."

"patience,baby."

She opened it smiling at you realving all types of hand cuffs,toys,vibrators,blind folds,bondages...etc.

you then realized the princess of wakanda was a kinky mf.

you sat in silence for a second then stood up walking over and picking up the pink toy from the box..

"Have these been in-"

"Hell no,why on earth would i want to use toys on you that have been in other woman."

"Y-you want to use them on me?"

Shuri smirked lightly.

"Would you let me?"

You stiffened up for a sec you weren't sure if this is what you want.. Or maybe it was the weed.

"Yes."

Shuri smiled.. Walking over to you slowly like a lion getting ready to attack its prey.

She picked you up aggressively pushing you against the wall and pressing her lips against yours,their was no room for you to move as she pushed her body against yours grinding her hips into you and beginning to run her warm hands over your clothed nipples.

You gripped tightly on her hair making her groan and bite your bottom lip,her hand gripped at your figure.

Kissing every part of your body she flicked your nipples and continued to grind against you. As she tossed you on to her bed.

Ripping your clothes from your body she kissed at your neck and massaged your chests,all your sinful moans encouraged her to continue on.

She sucked one of your nipples and massaged the other one,breaking away to give the same attention to the other one.

Moving down slow and teasingly she grabbed both your thighs and spread your legs and continued to move down.

You bit your lip throwing your head back,gripping her hair and trying to forcefully push her down to where you wanted her.

She groaned smacking your hand and landing a harsh slap on your pussy making you whine out.

Walking to the box she pulled out two pairs of hand cuffs.

Unsure of what she was about to do you kept quite and watched as she skillfully cuffed your hands and used the other cuffs to cuff the chain of your already cuffed hands and cuffed the opposite part to a pole on her bed.

She smiled at you and kissed your lips.

"are you comfortable?"

"yes" you croaked out.

"My impatient baby" she said as she looked you in the eyes her hand ran down your body and to your wetness.

She massaged over it and ran her fingers over your clit collecting all your wetness...

Placing her fingers in her mouth she sucked soflty.

~

Lapping at your clit she aggressively pushed the vibrating toy in and out of you at a fast pace,causing the vibrations,and sinful sounds to sound out into your bed room.

"please please"

"please what baby" she said as she wrapped her lips around your clit sucking softly loving the feeling of your lit throbbing in her mouth.

"please don't stop sh-shuri"

she began to thrust the toy into you even faster as your high began to approach.

your breath quickened as your eyes rolled back and you let out a moan of relief.

Turning off the toy she pulled the toy out of you and walked over to her dresser pulling a blunt from it and sparking it up.

She leaned against the dresser and smiled at you,walking over she pressed the blunt to your lips allowing you to take a couple puffs as she began to remove her clothing in the slowest way possivle way,taunting you as you whined.

~

Her hands grasped at your sides as you bounced up and down on her lap making her throw her head back and groan.

Her hands massages your nipples softly. Making the sensation much more better.

she groaned and continued to groan and moan after each thrust,the strap twitched inside of you as you bounced upward.

"please y/n baby don't stop"

You held onto her shoulders,aggressively attaching your lips to hers.

You just wished this ecstasy could last forever.

mmm. this has... HOMO written all over it.😏

[eqt-95]

HI QUINN I’M SO GLAD IT’S COOLER SO I CAN BE OBNOXIOUS AND SEND YOU A PILE OF ASKS!!!!

sorry the coffee just took

oh oh oh so for The Goobfic

2: What scene did you first put down?

3: What’s your favorite line of narration?

4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

7: Where did the title come from?

and and i know that’s already four questions and i am terrible BUT

9: Were there any alternate versions of this fic?

for the lost and found fic but also the therapy fic? :D

i am sorry (not sorry at all) for being so greedy :D

This is from so long ago that I can’t even find the original ask list to link back to, but! here we go. (and by 'The Goobfic' I assume you mean 'to want and to have and to hold')

2: What scene did you first put down?

I actually posted an early version of it on tumblr before I was even certain I’d write the whole thing, but I can’t find it to link (lazy tags, amirite?). The scene was from chapter 1 when Lena tries to 'sneak out' and powerless-Kara is like ‘heck no’. While a lot changed from the original ‘sketch’, the bones are there. I had written it originally to see if I thought I could tap into the animosity I wanted the experience of the first and second chapter to be (tiny excerpt below).

“Then get out of my way,” Lena said darkly. “I wouldn’t expect someone so good at holding grudges to be so forgetful.” “I'm fully functioning in that department, thanks.” “Oh, so then you remember those howls outside are Goobs. Towering Goobs who wouldn’t think twice about tracking a fleshy human down and tearing you limb to limb.” “Hardly. Now please-” “Do you hear how close they are?" Kara continued. "We should wait until the next cycle. Until I can go out-” “That’s another nine days away, and in case you hadn’t noticed, this isn’t exactly a utopian paradise worth sticking around for.” “Then I’ll go" Kara said, all cheeto-puffed out chest and heroic vibrato. "Solo.” Lena scowled. “You are incompetent and powerless.” “Not if you write down the instructions.” “How do you expect me to instruct you to do something I’m still interrogating?” “I’ll… I can describe it to you," Kara flailed. “You may have won a Pulitzer, but don’t be so misguided to think it had anything to do with your vivid imagery, Supergirl.”

3: What’s your favorite line of narration?

My memory is terrible, so i’m limiting this to chapter 3. My favorite line is actually two instances of a similar line. The first instance is:

The hand lay open; reaching. Lena fetched the sun lamps.

The hand is Kara's. For me, it summarizes the progress they’ve made till now while highlighting how much is left to go. The final line of the story is meant to reference this moment*. 

*mild spoiler: the necessary disclaimer is that this final moment isn’t meant to suggest everything is resolved; quite the contrary, but it is meant to represent the choice they’ve made to take it on together.

4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

For me it’s this moment:

“But there’s no science lab," Kara said haughtily. "Guess you’ll have to make your kryptonite the old fashioned way.” “By blowing up a planet?” Kara froze. Her expression fell and gaze dropped.  Lena felt a tug of remorse. She cleared her throat. The remorse passed.

While there are softer bits that I love, this line was such a gut-punch. There is a cruelty and pettiness unlocked by this moment, and it sort of perfectly encapsulates the level of anger Lena carries at the beginning of the story contrasted with a very (very) tiny pang of guilt. I think what makes it even more powerful is seeing how big of a shift that perspective takes in chapter 3 where the inverse applies.

7: Where did the title come from?

I got married recently (thursday, actually), and when I started writing this I was also (coincidentally and with much banter) thinking about wedding vows and the traditional ‘to have and to hold’. This felt compelling as a title, but it didn’t work with where the story (and Lena) starts: she doesn’t have Kara; in her mind she doesn’t have much of anything, but she still wants. What exactly, I don’t think she can articulate, but it’s there.

And then there’s this moment in chapter two (to have; Kara’s apology) where the opposite occurs: she effectively has Kara because Kara more or less gives herself up, but it isn’t until chapter three (to hold) that it all sort of comes together. And so, there you have it: to want and to have and to hold, the world's most tedious title.

The Goobfic is far more fitting.

9: Were there any alternate versions of this fic?

For the therapy fic (aka a nemesis and her hero), no there weren’t. There are a handful of stories that get yeeted in a fit of spastic writing, and that was absolutely one of them, so my brain didn’t have time to come up with any alternate versions. For the lost and found fic (aka a crisis of indulgence), it actually started as an original work of fiction about a barkeep who refused to discard forgotten items. Some called them a hoarder, but eventually the forgotten items gave the bar a warm museum-like quality: umbrellas hung from the low rafters, pleats of scarfs carefully tacked to the walls, glass-covered shadow-boxes of misplaced chapstick, movie tickets, and sunglasses became the tables. All carefully indexed with hand-written tags that were cataloged in the off-chance their owner showed up. I could never decide on a narrative direction though, so I tried a supercorp version just to get it out of my head.

[internet-cheesecake]

doodle from lunch last week

modified it a tad on ibis paint cus i was drawing at an angle so it came out wonky lolololol

still not satisfied with how the face looks :(

but drawing full-body art is fun, i like drawing cool poses (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

doodle dump and rambling below

colored using the local cafe's colored pencils, and then the usual micron pens, a white ink uni-ball pen, and then the assortment of pens i keep finding on the ground (⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

originally was posted on instagram cus tumblr wasn't letting me upload images for most of last week, but it got a lot of hate very quickly, so took it down lolololol (⁠ ⁠；⁠∀⁠；⁠)b

was not going to post it here cus it didn't feel tumblr-worthy after that, but everyone is so much nicer here so posting it regardless

if you say anything mean ill cuss you out then block you >:(

oh and here's a doodle dump :3

all just front-facing messy sketches cus ive been lazy & kinda tired with exams and work lololol